The appointment with Oscar’s retired surgeon friend was the Thursday of that week. I was rather hoping Jeanette would accompany me for moral support but strangely she was quite evasive about it….finding an excuse not to come. It was late afternoon when the taxi turned up. We arrived at his home. There was an extension built on the side of the very grand main house sitting in its extensive grounds. There was quite an impressive door leading into the extension. I rang the door bell and waited. The door was opened by a very attractive middle aged woman in a crisp white medical uniform. I was invi… Pročitajte više

Part 3 My uniform I met up with Jeanette a few days later in the hospital cafeteria. It was a strange meeting ….it was almost as if nothing had happened…..until the final few minutes when with a glint in her eyes she asked if I had changed my mind. I answered no, as keen as ever. I hadn’t admitted that I had thought of nothing else. With that said she said she would check my shifts for the coming couple of weeks and let me know when the next session would be. Later in the week I received a package. On opening it there was a note from Mark stating that this would be your main uniform. Main un… Pročitajte više

Part 5 The Oscar experience As we approached the time of session with Oscar we had already been pampered and prepared. The bikini wax was particularly invasive. But the end result for both of us was particularly hairless and smooth cunt. Apparently, a major requirement of Oscar. The makeup, toe and finger nails were top quality. My hair had been re-styled and looked fantastic. I felt a million dollars. The theme of the dress code was determined as ‘Story of ‘O’. We hadn’t seen the costumes yet and awaited the delivery. Finally, about two hours before the session it arrived. Everything was the… Pročitajte više

I received a message from Mark a few days later. Instructing me to attend their house on Sunday morning at 10.00am. I was to be already dressed in my uniform when I arrived. The following four days couldn’t go quick enough. I had already been acclimatising myself to my new role. I wore my heels around the house to break them in. I shaved my pubs every other day to ensure I was hairless in all the areas difficult to get to. The smooth feel around the cunt was liberating. I spent a lot of time in the house wearing nothing other the heels and collar. I pegged my tits. I even purchased a small so… Pročitajte više

Pre Conditions Before I could answer Mark he looked over to Jeanette and told her to explain the conditions of the arrangement. With that he left the room. I looked at Jeanette puzzled by what he meant. Jeanette explained that Mark insisted on a dress code when ever they engaged in BDSM activities. I was intrigued. He insists on me wearing suspenders, nylon seamed stockings, high heels, a short skirt and an open cup bra and silk blouse as a minimum. Panties are optional. I don’t wear any panties, Jeanette commented. I was a little take aback ….. I felt a little uncomfortable about all of it….… Pročitajte više

My name is Muriel …..a rather and old fashioned name I know. This is my story of how I was lead into a strange life of sexual activity. One that currently full of painful exploits and came about through a fantasy that was share with my best friend. It is the beginnings of a secret life I now lead. Jeanette, my friend and I are both nurses in the NHS…..same hospital but different departments. She’s married to Mark, a tall black architect…. They have no c***dren. We’re both in our thirties. I’ve never been married, always preferring a single life. We have often gone out socially together ,someti… Pročitajte više